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How long is 24 hours

A moment lived in Iceland by SiDash Travels, a traveling couple from the United Kingdom.
When travelling, one day can pass too quickly. After anticipating something for so long, time often comes and goes faster than we’d like.
Unfortunately, travel has its dark periods too, and sometimes a mere 24 hours can feel nearly endless.
We experienced both sides of travel’s time-bending phenomena during our recent trip to Iceland.
On one particular morning, the snow was coating the streets, and we could hear a storm whistling through the windows.
We bundled up and scarfed down a warm breakfast, eagerly looking forward to our day at the Blue Lagoon.
It was the last day of our holiday, and we were going to spend it being pampered at the world’s most famous thermal pool.

On our way to the hot pools!

Our flight was early the next day, so we decided to save some money by not booking a hotel room for the next night. We’d just catch a few hours of sleep at the airport before it was time to board.
If the universe occasionally foreshadows trials ahead, maybe this was a sign: As we gathered our belongings, Kristin somehow managed to throw her phone across the room.
We swear it happened in slow motion, but we couldn’t move to stop it – and the phone soared right out our 3rd story window.
To say we are a bit addicted to our phones and social media is an understatement. We are bloggers, after all. Kristin was in a panic but the phone had survived by landing in a soft pile of snow. On with the day.
On our bus ride to the lagoon, we couldn’t believe our luck. The views were absolutely stunning covered in snow. We knew the lagoon was going to be cozy and surreal with this storm on our side.
Sure enough, it was heaven. We sank into the outdoor thermal pools, glasses of white wine in hand, and enjoyed many hours of relaxation as the snow fell lightly around us.
Before we knew it, the day had passed and the lagoon was closing. Warm and happy, we went back to the changing rooms to prepare for the next leg of our journey.
Here’s where everything turned.

The unexpected…

We still had an open tab with the bar for our wine, so I started digging in my bag for my wallet.
All of my money, bank cards… All gone. I suddenly remembered putting my wallet in the bus seat’s pocket. It’s weird how we react in these moments. I was mostly consumed with grief that I had lost something I’d owned since I was 16 years old.
Kristin’s concerns were more practical. First, that we couldn’t pay our bar tab. Second, that we couldn’t pay for our transportation to the airport. Third, that we’d just lost a huge amount of cash that we absolutely had to have for our next few weeks in England. Finally, that the last bus to Reykjavik was leaving in 20 minutes. We had very limited time to find solutions to all these problems.
We will always be thankful for the customer service at the Blue Lagoon for handling our situation with such compassion. They covered our bill for us, tracked down the bus where we’d left the wallet, and helped us make arrangements to pick the wallet up once we were back in Reykjavik.
We were saved, but stress levels were understandably high.
What was the last thing we wanted at this point? A night without a bed. But that’s exactly what was waiting for us.
Especially when that plan also fell to pieces.
By the time we were back in the city, wallet in hand, there were no more buses to the airport until morning.
Instead of spending our homeless night in a relatively comfy airport (with cushioned seats and a working heater), we slept in a cold, uncomfortable, drafty bus station.

We settled in for a long wait in the middle of a fierce blizzard – had we really been thankful for this weather just a few hours before?
When we finally arrived at the airport, our muscles were screaming, our faces were sore from the cold, and we hadn’t slept a wink.
We were a little overexcited to finally be in a warm building, but that euphoria was short lived.
Because remember that blizzard? Of course, it had delayed our flight.

Worse and worse

It delayed our flight for SIX HOURS.
The delay was so long that we missed the bus we had nonrefundable tickets for in London.
And by the time we finally reached that beautiful, coveted, blessing of a bed in Northern England, we had been awake for 36 hours straight.
In the morning, we reflected on the day before.
And we concluded that we genuinely love the adventures that make up our travelling lives. The world can throw any disaster at us, and we’ll still want to explore its every nook and cranny. We are addicted to the thrill of mixed emotions, and we’re fascinated by how much you can really experience in just one day.

The result? A great memory!

Here’s the truth: the best parts of travelling are those moments when you think ‘WHY?’
You won’t remember many details from seeing the famous Blue Lagoon; you’ll remember every slow second of the night you slept in a bus station during an arctic Icelandic blizzard. They create your most hilarious stories and you will laugh about them for years to come

This traveler has a blog: SiDash Travels

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The most empowering moment for me in Iceland

A moment lived in Iceland by Gem, a traveller from USA

Swimming is one activity that every Icelander is required to know how to do. The reason being is because the country is an island in the middle of the ocean. If there was ever an emergency, knowing how to swim could be life saving.

That’s being said, they are many “skolavegur” (equivalent to YMCA) in town.

Second night in Iceland, I went swimming at Sundlaug Kópavogs. I paid roughly $13 for the entrance fees and a bathing suit rental.

I found it interesting how one could just rent a bathing suit. I’ve lost count how many times I’ve forgotten to bring mine when attempting to go swimming back home.

It was extremely cold, yet everyone was outside swimming in the hot pools. I could tell it’s something Icelanders really enjoy doing.

On our way to the locker room, my friend Anna, who is Icelandic, told me that I needed to remove my shoes and put my phone away.

When I got inside, to my grand surprise, everyone was butt naked.

There were no changing rooms, no showers with closed curtains.

Some guests were taking showers in a big open area. No closed doors. No privacy. You read that right, Americans.

Others were blow drying their hairs. And the moms were all over the place chasing after their kids…all naked.

Coming from America, where privacy is something we demand, I must admit I felt a bit weird.

However, when I looked around, everything felt normal. They were just doing things that all women would normally do at a locker room. They were just clothed in nudity. It didn’t take me too long to join the club!

Though I am athletic built, I’ve never felt so comfortable with my body as I did then.

Showering naked in a room full of women, talking, and laughing has slightly changed the way I see my body.

For whatever reason, I felt like these women were not judging, or body shaming each other.

I felt like they weren’t comparing themselves to each other.

That was a great feeling and an empowering experience.

I believe that unless we can be accepting of each other, the world will not change for the better.

This traveller has a blog : Live Love Travel

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Inspired by Iceland

A moment lived in Iceland by Georgina Mckimm, a traveller from United Kingdom
Inspired by Iceland…
Sometimes the day to day grind of life makes you forget your passions and dreams. It makes you think, it’s all about earning lots of money to buy things you don’t actually want or need. From a young age society drills into you, it’s all about getting a good education, to get a good job, to earn lots of money, to buy a house and settle down into a life that gives you the same outcome year after year.
For me, it took 30 years and one adventure through Iceland to realise that actually this life I have been working so hard for is not the life I want to lead. Que Iceland…
I booked the flights and then brought a map of Iceland, deciding the best way for me to experience the country was to hire a campervan and drive it.
Believe me, it was an incredible way to explore the country. Witnessing the ever changing landscapes, falling asleep under the enchanting Northern lights and waking up next to the most mesmerising waterfalls.
Then one morning it hit me. I woke up stepped out of the van and sat and had my morning pee here……

I felt overcome with emotion and I felt grateful and blessed that I was there in that moment. I was peeing in the middle of nowhere, not a soul in sight watching seals potter about with their morning. I got back into the van and went through the whole if I was at home now I would have woke up in the same bedroom as I always do. I would have used the same bathroom as I always do. Wouldn’t it be amazing if you could wake up to a different experience every day?

This trip literally woke me up from everything I was working towards. For the first time in 6 years I woke up without the stress of work, no phone, no emails and I felt free. Even though I had researched the island and planned to drive the ring road, no amount of planning could have prepared me for the experience this trip gave me. Yes, it was only 6 days, but I did not miss the ease of cleaning my teeth in a sink with running water. I did not miss the ease of boiling a kettle and I surprisingly didn’t miss being able to just turn the heating on when I got cold. I also 100% did not miss my phone. I really enjoyed beginning able to sit back and just appreciate what was there in front of me. I was able to appreciate what was there in that moment and the feeling that it all gave me.
The fact that when I got back from Iceland the following day I would be catching a flight to hotel resort in Egypt didn’t seem as appealing as it did before.

…Enlighten in Egypt
Now in the complete polar opposite to where I had just been, sitting on my sun bed reliving all the incredible things I had just experienced in Iceland. I’m thinking about the holidays I had been on in the past and how little of each country I had actually seen. This needed to change, so no more package holidays everywhere I go I want to explore.
I had brought a book with me to read on this holiday, a book I had been trying to read since the summer. A great friend of mine lent it to me she said it changed her life. I finished it within two days and snap it changed my life too. The book if you haven’t already read it is a must, it’s called ‘The Secret‘
by Rhonda Byrne. There must have been a reason I didn’t get round to reading it in the summer because this holiday just felt like everything had come together. Iceland had just woken me and shown me what life is really about and ‘ The Secret ‘ had just given me the mindset to actually start leading that life…

This traveller has a blog : Wake up to the World

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